I'm sick of dealing with this. Please help...
There’s a problem I’ve struggled with that I could never tell anyone besides my best friend. People are, no doubt, in worse situations, which has probably stopped me from talking about it, but here goes: I’ve never felt loved by my father. I can't remember the last time he said "I love you." or the last time he gave me a hug. He told me once that I drive him nuts. I would try to do things to make him happy or proud of me but he never seems happy.
For instance, I am the baker of the family, and I am the only one (except for my mom but it’s rare) who will bake something if we are running low on deserts. Apparently it has become expected of me, and well, a few times I would forget to bake desert or am too busy to bake and my dad would come home and lecture me how much he does for me and I can’t even remember to bake some desert. He makes me feel like a complete jerk, and I’m sick of it. Another time I did make a cake that took literally hours to make. When he gets home I showed him what I did and all he says is how ugly it is. Never even got a thank you.
I try to make him proud of me by getting super good grades. Twice I got close to a 99% on my report card for that quarter of the year. When my dad found out all he says is “Oh ok” without any enthusiasm at all.
I am currently taking a course and on our second exam I scored with the highest grade in class. I almost didn’t tell my dad because I didn’t think he would care. Well, I was right. I was hoping for a small change in him, but no, all he says is “good” and left the room; he seemed like he could care less. It hurt me so bad. I worked so hard for that grade and was so proud that I actually did it. Now, I don’t care about it anymore. I feel like a failure and I’m not good enough. My greatest fear is failing this class.(My brother told me once that I "Wasn't college material") I don’t want to sound like I’m a whip. Or I don’t want to be complaining about something that doesn’t matter, but I’m so sick of dealing with these things that I don’t know what to do anymore.
Once I told my best friend about these things (And worse that has happened to me) but my mom found out and warned me that “Whatever goes on in this house, stays in this house.” I can’t talk to anyone, and I’m too scared to anyway. But I feel like a worthless, pathetic jerk and don’t know what to do anymore. Please help.